I stare at my own reflection,
wishing a way out this place.
I think it's my false intention,
that leaves you all without a trace.
I stare at my own reflection,
wishing a way out this place.
I think it's my false intention,
and I could never get away...
They see everything, every fucking thing,
I cannot hide, I cannot go...
The hours pass so slow...
I cannot take them any fucking more.
Disgusting crowds, they are searching for me,
they watch me day by day, I just want them to go away.
My hands are shaking, I don't know why.
The voices, they tell me, I'm sure they wouldn't lie...
Now it's reaching me ! Now it's reaching me! Now it's reaching me, reaching for me!
You left us dead!
You left us dead!
You left us dead!
Inside our head!
You left me dead
inside my head,
behind locked doors,
behind this...
And now i'm facing something that I could never leave,
lies I own so precious lies...
They will never let me go, never let me go...
If all those stars were lies,
they would dance over our heads!
They will shine through our path,
until the end.
And all those thoughts,
I hide under my bed,
the false recollections,
they'll never leave my head...
These visons, they hunt me down!
These visons, they hunt me down!
They will never let me go...
They will never let me...
they will never let me go ...
never let me go...
never let me go...
let me go...
let me go...
let me go...
let me go...
let me go!
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